Chronicles of Arah chapter 2
"but this group of fallen had an archon with them, along with seven dregs, six vandals, and two captains." at that rose remained silent, her expression turning to one of surprise as she continued to listen.
A Nimbat's Napping
Her legs and tail had fallen into the trapping flower which kept trying to pull. she grunted, "what? oh, uh, thanks for the catch, i guess!" she said, blinking as she made sense of how she'd fallen.
Mysteries
Finally, she gave up and sat down on a fallen log with a sigh. the wind kept whispering, "over here, over here." but once, it said, "kage, over here." this made her jump up and yell "where?!"
Our Family's Secret Prologue (formally The Cove on another account)
The fallen angel cackles and holds up a head. a severed head. i couldn't see too well through the dust but...it looked so...so...similar to theo's. too...similar... my heart drops and my throat burns.
Sunny's Battle Class: Gone Wrong
Moon and sunny flinched as they took in the room, at the fallen males. this was not the class sunny had wanted to teach today.
Changes
With everyone distracted and yelling at each other, the tiger wiped his tears on the back of his arm and ran off towards the cliff, clambering up onto the fallen tree.
dragon poem
Your heart will say where to go from here you must believe that eventually here comes day and you know you'll find the way darkness comes, like a soul into sleep life goes on 'matter how you weep standing here, having come so far wish with me on a fallen
Shattered: Prologue
The entity paced it's way over to him, it's paw grazed against the fallen male's muzzle. 'this is how your journey begins...i love you no more...soot is what i'm calling you.'
Weremoose
Darkfoot crouched behind a fallen log. white flakes tickled his muzzle, but he dared not shake them off. with its long legs, the moose could easily outrun a young wolf like him. or kick him in the skull.
Alexander, the Extremely Lonely Dragon in a Dystopic Future
The forgotten ones had not all fallen lost. it was a child's tale, but it was all that he had. but, for now, it didn't seem like the west had much in store for him.
Iditarod..Maverick style..
I approach the area that i thought was the source of the distress calls, softly, gingerly placing my pads on the hard pack, trying to avoid any fallen branches or twigs that would signal my approach.
Issue 04: The Prophecy of the Ancients
Translated copy of the prophecy from the library: _this part of the prophecy does not exist_ after the call to arms against those who have fallen out of favor the succession will end under the bleeding sun.